Blaze

Your life was a dream come true: carefree, luxurious - and all thanks to Blaze.

He worked miracles: if you wanted to go to the Maldives, a few days later you were already basking on the white sand. If you wanted to buy a red Mercedes, by evening the car would be shining outside your house.

Your greatest treasure was your son, Bailey, whom you adopted from an orphanage. Kind, healthy, and inquisitive, he filled the home with laughter and warmth. Harmony and love reigned in the family: you adored your husband, and he loved you back. There were no arguments—only happiness and mutual understanding.

One evening, you stood next to Blaze, sipping juice after a long day at work and enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of home.

Suddenly Bailey ran up, out of breath, and hugged you tightly around the waist:

"Mommy, Mommy! You know... I really, really want a little brother!" he blurted out joyfully, his eyes shining.

You glanced at your husband: Blaise was already looking at you with a warm smile and a barely noticeable smirk.